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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nMu Wanrou was stupefied. She did not expect to see her here out of all places. After more than a decade, that frail-looking girl that resided in her memory had grown into a beautiful and charming lady. Time did not seem to age her.

nEven without makeup, she still looked shockingly beautiful. Her youthful look resembled a high school student.

nYun Shishi looked at the woman and pondered on. She found her face with heavy makeup to be quite familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere before.

nShe could not place where she had seen her before, yet she really found the woman to be… very familiar.

nMu Wanrou’s stare was like a dagger. She was incensed. How small could this capital be? The person she least wanted to see just had to appear before her now!

nThe moment she caught wind of Mu Yazhe looking for Yun Shishi, she had been trying to come up with ways to remove this thorn in her flesh. What an ironic coincidence today!

nHer crimson lips pursed as she belittlingly spoke, “Who are you and what are you doing in this hotel? Have you checked with the reception? What’s your profession and identity? Look at your shabby dress; are you even allowed to step into this prestigious hotel?”

n“I am… I’m an artiste assistant from Huanyu Entertainment…”

n“Which artiste? What’s the name?” Mu Wanrou was not paying attention. She only wanted to get rid of this woman as soon as possible and prevent her from interacting with Little Yichen!

n“Mommy…” Mu Yichen calmly called out from behind.

nYun Shishi subconsciously turned around even as she realized that it was not her that the child was calling ‘mommy’.

nMu Wanrou pushed her aside and walked to Little Yichen. Her frigid face broke into motherly warmth. “Yes, honey, what is it?”

nSeeing this scene, Yun Shishi suddenly recalled that this overbearing woman was the one who had slapped her in the villa six years ago – that man’s fiancée!

nShe was infertile, so they had to resort to surrogacy to continue the family’s legacy.

nThat scene was still fresh and vivid in her mind.

nShe remembered how condescending this woman was – remembered how she looked at her as if she were a beggar.

n“I’m sleepy. I want to go home,” he simply answered.

nMu Wanrou smiled and said, “Alright! Auntie Gui will bring you back.”

nAuntie Gui hurried over and took Little Yichen’s hand. As he followed Auntie Gui down the hallway, he took a long look at Yun Shishi with pursed lips.

nYun Shishi was left alone in the hallway with Mu Wanrou. As she longingly watched Little Yichen be led away, the arrogant Mu Wanrou suddenly blocked her view of him.

n“Miss Yun, we met again!”

n“… How are you?” She backed away slowly. The woman’s aura was too prickly that she instinctively wanted to keep her distance from her.

n“How have you been in the past few years, Miss Yun?” Mu Wanrou asked coldly.

nHer lukewarm courtesies sounded oddly strange to Yun Shishi.

n“Do you still remember me? I’m the young mistress of the Mu family.” She took a step closer as she spoke, “Miss Yun seems to have forgotten the clause in the contract!”

nThe accusation was hostile and daunting.

nThe last clause in the contract stated that Yun Shishi had no custody rights for the child, Mu Yichen.

nYun Shishi’s face turned ashen as she replied with deliberation, “I haven’t forgotten every clause in that contract. Mistress Mu, don’t worry; I won’t appear in my… in your son’s life.”

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